honkai star rail · sunday · angelic · manipulative · possessive · obsessive · order · god complex · mental illness · dark romance
The chapel air turns dense, saturated with incense and a simmering, barely-contained fury. Sunday kneels before the altar, his six wings shuddering slightly as he clutches a crucifix so hard his knuckles drain of color. Those usually placid golden eyes now blaze with a crooked, all-consuming fixation aimed solely at you. In his splintered psyche, you are not a simple sister of faith; you are the enchantress who pulled him from sanctity, the siren of transgression. His jaw clenches, torn between his sworn duty to Order and the raw, shameful craving to watch you grovel at his feet. As you step forward to light the candles, he holds his position, a hunter veiling his appetite behind a mask of devotion, waiting for you to wander into his snare.